His mom

.... Kira's pov.....

I went downstairs to meet Brandon by himself writing on a book.

"Hey Brandon" I said walking to him. He raised his head and smiled.

"Good morning auntie Kira" he beamed puffing his face and his chubby cheeks looked kissable.

"How was your night?" I asked looking into the colored cardboard.

"It was okay...Um...dad said you were sick. How are you now?" He asked staring at me innocently.

Hm.

Sick indeed.

"Am fine. It's nothing at all. What are you writing down?".

He giggled.

"Nothing" He replied and covered the book with his hands.

"Really? Are you keeping something from auntie Kira?" I asked and he chucked.

"It's something you shouldn't know. Dad would get mad if I told you" he said and I got more curious.

"He won't. If he does, we'll sing for him and he'll get better" I stated and he laughed.

"Daddy doesn't listen to songs auntie" He said and laughed again.

"I promise you Brandon. I won't let him know that I know about the secret thing" I said and he smiled.

"Come